Adam: You know, first I didn't-- I didn't recognize you in it... But then it-I
thought, wait a minute, that looks--that looks just like M.J... and I
realized... but I still couldn't believe it. I kept saying to myself, that couldn't
possibly be the woman that I'm about to marry... Not the sweet wonderful girl
that I fell in love with. I mean, how could it be?

M.J.: Adam, I-I--I wanna talk to you about it.

Adam: Just tell me...That it isn't true. Ok?

M.J.: Tell you what isn't true?

Adam: What it--what the tape made it look like. Tell me...Tell me somebody set
you up. Look, tell me something!

M.J.: Nobody set me up.

Adam: Well, then, it was a joke. This has gotta be some kind of cruel joke
somebody's playing on us, right? Say it. Say it!

M.J.: No, it's not a joke. It was me. I used to be a prostitute. I was a hooker.

John: I'm not sure how long this is gonna last... But I'm starting to see.

Jamie: I'm on my way.

Vince: Oh, hey, Jamie.

Jamie: Vince, Vince, do me a favor, will you? Tel Mac that I've had an
emergency, ok? I'm gonna miss the toasting, but I'll make the ceremony. And tell
Adam not to worry, ok?

Vince: I'll explain.

Jamie: All right, thank you. I've got a house call to make. It shouldn't take
too long, but if it does, I'll catch you over at the reception, ok?

Lisa: Ok.

Jamie: Save me a dance, will you?

Lisa: I'll be waiting.

Jamie: Thanks. Good-bye.

Mac: Hey.

Jamie: Oh, Mac, Lisa will explain, ok?

Mac: Ok.

Chad: Well, looks like they're going through with the wedding, huh?

Sara: Yeah, looks like.

Chad: What's this for?

Sara: It's none of your business until ceremony time.

Mac: Well, when M.J. first came into Adam's life, I thought if he's got a brain
in his head, he'll see what a wonderful woman this is.

Man: Well, Adam's no dummy.

Felicia: Well, he's his uncle's nephew.

Mac: I'm very proud to be related to him, now to his bride. I'm just tickled
pink this wedding is finally gonna happen.

M.J.: Adam, I know how much this has hurt you.

Adam: Do you?

M.J.: Please try to understand.

Adam: I think I'm beginning to. And I wished I weren't.

M.J.: Adam, please. Just listen to me. I know I made some terrible, terrible
mistakes, but I just didn't think I deserved any better. All I had were-- were
these dreams.

Adam: M.J., we all have dreams.

M.J.: I wanted to be a singer. I wanted to prove myself, prove that I was good
and that I was worth something.

Adam: Then why didn't you do that? Who was stopping you from singing?

M.J.: Nobody, but it was hard. And after a while, I-- I started to think that
maybe I wasn't gonna make it. I couldn't stand it, Adam. I-I became obsessed.
I-I was pounding the pavements. I practiced hours every day. I-I hounded every
agent who would even return my phone calls. And I couldn't even get an audition.
They all told me the same thing: "It's who you know." So, I-I-- I changed my
tactics. I started trying to meet people. I started trying to meet men... Who
had money and power and could get me the career I wanted. I wanted it so
desperately.

Adam: That's why you became a prostitute?

M.J.: I didn't even realize what I was doing at first. I thought it was the only
way. I was naive, I guess.

Adam: You were stupid. You were foolish and you were stupid and you had no
respect for yourself or for anybody else. How could you have been so stupid?!

M.J.: Adam, I know you hate me right now. But believe me... You could never hate
me... as much as I hated myself. When I met you, all that changed. You brought
meaning into my life, you-- you told me that I was special, and that you loved
me.

Adam: Then why did you wait so long to tell me? Why did you-- why did you wait
until something like this happened?

Adam: Answer me. Why did you wait until now?

M.J.: I couldn't make myself tell you.

Adam: That's a hell of an answer, isn't it?

M.J.: It's the truth.

Adam: After all our talks about honesty? You told me that you would never lie to
me!

M.J.: I was scared, Adam. Haven't you ever been scared?

Adam: You didn't trust me.

M.J.: Because I knew it would make a difference. And don't tell me that it
wouldn't have because you would be lying. I didn't want to lose you.

Adam: So you decided to make a fool out of me instead, is that it?

M.J.: Oh, Adam, you could never be a fool.

Adam: That's exactly what I feel like right now. I'm standing here in front of
the woman that I'm supposed to marry, and I don't even know you! You don't even
have the guts to tell me--the man that you love-- about your own life!

M.J.: Do you have any idea how hard it is to talk about something like that?

Adam: It wasn't very hard to do it.

M.J.: That is so cruel.

Adam: M.J., from the looks of it, you look like you were having a pretty good
time.

M.J.: But it was the worst time of my life. I was miserable. And I worked very
hard... To pull myself out of that. And when I did...I just tried to put it out
of my mind. As far as I was concerned, until that tape surfaced, it was over. It
was dead and gone and buried. I almost managed to convince myself that it never
even happened.

Adam: You sure had me convinced.

M.J.: I couldn't tell you. I couldn't take the risk of losing you. Can't you see
that? We had so much. We have so much. I love you.

[Shuddering] I love you so much, Adam. Look at me. Please. I was right. It would
have made a difference, wouldn't it? It does make a difference. You don't love
me anymore, do you, Adam?

Donna: If you'll excuse me, I'm going to go get dressed for the wedding.

John: Thanks for coming by, doc.

Jamie: Why don't you want to tell her?

John: Look, I have to be sure. I don't want people to get their hopes up and
then not have this thing pan out.

Felicia: I can guarantee that the reception is absolutely perfect. The flowers
are so beautiful.

Mary: Oh, good. Becky, whispering: Cheryl. What is it?

[Becky whispering]

Cheryl: Oh, you want earrings just like Felicia's?

Felicia: She has good taste.

Cheryl: Well, you might have to wait a couple of years for that, but what do you
say we go upstairs and go to my jewelry box and get a nice necklace instead? Ok,
let's go, let's go. All right.

Felicia: Well, she is a darling little girl.

Mary: She has been so nervous about this wedding.

Felicia: I'll bet, and I bet M.J. is on seventh heaven, isn't she? I mean, I
knew she was gonna make a beautiful bride. What does the dress look like? I'm
dying to know.

Mary: Uh-huh.

Felicia: What?

Mary: There.

Felicia: Well, now, you're certainly a knockout.

Mary: No, no, no. That's M.J.'s wedding dress.

Felicia: You're kidding. She's gonna wear your dress?

Mary: And it hardly had to be altered--can you believe that?

Felicia: Oh, of course I believe that. I mean, look at that figure on that
woman.

Mary: I wonder how it felt to be getting married. I wonder if I was nervous on
my wedding day.

Felicia: I'm sure the only thing you felt was total love.

Mary: Be nice to have a memory of it. Be nice to have a memory period.

Felicia: Hey, hey.

Mary: No, I'm not gonna do that. This is M.J.'s day, not mine.

Felicia: Now, Cass and Kathleen are flying in, aren't they?

Mary: I certainly hope so. I want the whole family here.

Felicia: Right, right. Mary?

Mary: Yeah.

Felicia: There is something I-- I want to say. Actually, there's something that
I want to offer. Now, if you don't think that this is appropriate, I just want
you to say it--we're too good of friends, all right?

Mary: What is it?

Felicia: Well, it's something borrowed. M.J. said that she didn't have anything
yet--at least that's what she said yesterday.

Mary: I don't know.

Felicia: Well, if she hasn't and she likes this...

Mary: [Gasps] oh, it's lovely.

Felicia: It's--well, it's been in my family for generations. Actually, my
grandmother Grady brought it over from Ireland. She wore it on her wedding day.
And when I married Zane, I-- anyway... If M.J. would like to wear it, I-I would
really be honored.

Mary: Oh, I'm sure she would love to... If we ever find her.

Felicia: Where, uh-- where do you think she is?

Mary: I don't know. I don't know. She had some sort of an errand to run.

Felicia: It is getting a little late.

Mary: I'm getting a little worried.

M.J.: Answer me.

Adam: I don't know how.

M.J.: I asked you if you still love me.

Adam: I know what you asked me.

M.J.: [Sobbing] then answer me. Please. Just tell me how you feel, please.

Adam: You don't just stop loving somebody.

M.J.: Then... Do you feel the way you did an hour ago before you saw the tape?

Adam: No.

M.J.: So you don't believe that people can change.

Adam: I didn't say that.

M.J.: But you think that.

Adam: M.J., all I know right now is I don't even know you.

M.J.: I thought I was the woman that you wanted to spend the rest of your life
with.

Adam: I thought so, too.

M.J.: Look at me. I'm still the same woman. I'm still the same.

Adam: [Weakly] no. No, you're not. And the problem is, see, is I don't know who
you are. I don't know if you're the M.J. who's standing there in front of me
right now telling me that she loves me... Or if you're the M.J. on this tape.

Sara: Because we are gonna go swimming, and it's a beautiful day outside, it's
gonna be really hot by noon. We're gonna forget about everything else that's
going on. What are you waiting for, Chad? Go change. I'll meet you on the roof
in 30 minutes. No excuses.

Felicia: You know, I was at Mary's place - she's so crazy that she got me crazy.
I--you don't think I forgot something for this reception?

Mac: No, you have not. It's gonna be the kind of to-do people'll talk about for
years.

Felicia: I hope so. I wish Mitch were here to photograph it. Oh, not that I'm
complaining. I mean, I'm not angry at you or Rachel for sending him to Alaska,
but, well, I'm just wishing, you know?

Mac: Did you call him today?

Felicia: Uh, no, not yet. I mean, it's hours behind us, and I don't want to wake
him up.

Mac: No, no, he's up and out. My office called the hotel. They said he'd already
left.

Felicia: Where to? I mean, do you know?

Mac: Nobody seems to know. Well, Rachel wanted him to go to a press conference
for ballet, but, anyway, we left a message. He'll call later.

Felicia: Well, if I hear from him first, I'll have him call you, all right?
Alaska! You know, I just connected that. Cass and Kathleen are coming in from
Alaska-I mean, they're supposed to be flying in. I hope they make it. It'll be
good to see them, won't it?

Felicia: I know another couple who's very much in love. You think maybe they're
gonna need a cake like this someday? Sorry, didn't mean it. Just--just checking.

[Knock on door]

Jamie: Adam! Ah, Adam, I can't believe you're still here. Have you been to Tops
already? You're not dressed. Adam, why aren't you dressed? Adam, you gotta get
going. Come on. Adam? What's the matter with you?

Adam: It's none of your damn business, Jamie.

Jamie: Come on, Adam. Something is really wrong.

Adam: Just--just go away.

Jamie: Is it M.J.? Did you have a fight?

Adam: [Sighs] you could say that, yeah.

Jamie: So, you fought. Come on, that happens all the time, you know that. The
weddings, they make people tense, you know, and people have these last-minute
arguments all the time.

Adam: Just shut up, will you? Just shut up. You don't know what you're talking
about.

Jamie: I know that you and M.J. love each other, Adam.

Adam: It's not enough.

Jamie: Adam, this is your wedding day. In one hour you're gonna be standing in
front of the priest with a woman that you love. You'll make this up with her. I
know M.J.

Adam: Do you?

[Knock on door]

M.J.: Adam, I have to see you.

[Knocking] Adam, it's M.J.! Please let me in.

[John gasping]

John: Donna? Donna!

Donna: What? What is it?

Donna: John, what is it? Is the pain worse? Well, say something. Why did you
call me? John, what's the matter?

Vince: Hi! Ready to go?

Mary: We've been ready for hours. We've been waiting for you.

Cheryl: We've been ready for about two minutes. How was the party?

Ben:: It was great except Adam never showed up.

Mary: Oh, no.

Vince: So, let's get M.J. out here and take off.

Mary: There is no M.J.

Vince: What do you mean there's no M.J.?

Mary: We've been calling everywhere to try and find her. We even called Adam's,
and there was no answer there.

Vince: Ah, well, he's probably at the church for hours. That's what I did on our
day. I mean, I paced until my feet hurt.

Mary: M.J.'s not at the church. She wouldn't be. Something has to have
happened--

Cheryl: Because she probably just didn't want to get her dress all messy in the
car, that's all.

Mary: Maybe.

Cheryl: So, what do you say? We'll just bring her dress along with us, and we'll
meet her there, ok?

Mary: It's, um, um, where did-- in the living room. It's in the living room.

Vince: I'll get it, I'll get it. It's all right.

Ben: Well, since it looks like your plans have changed, why don't I take Becky
and Cheryl?

Mary: That's a good idea, honey.

Ben:: Ok, and, Becky, you can help me tie those cans on Adam's car, how's that?

Becky: Ok.

Ben: Ok? Ok, let's get going. See you later, mom.

Mary: Yeah, drive carefully.

Cheryl: I'll see you there. And don't worry, ok?

Mary: Yeah, sure, right. What time--

Vince: They gone?

Mary: Yes.

Vince: Good, good, our turn.

Mary: Vince, I'm really worried.

Vince: Who did you call besides Adam?

Mary: I called the Cory house, I called the police station. Nobody has seen
Adam. Nobody has seen M.J.

Vince: Then they've gotta be together.

Mary: Well, yes, I would hope so, except something must have happened to them.

Vince: Maybe--maybe it was just car trouble.

Mary: Yeah, I thought about that. I also thought about an accident.

Vince: Oh, well, now, let's not get crazy about this.

Mary: I'm sorry. I can't help it. I've also been very concerned that if she's
not with him, maybe she's with Chad.

Vince: Chad?

Mary: I talked to him, you know. I talked to him about her. I told him that he
had to put her out of his mind. He said he had already done that.

Vince: Chad Rollo? What are you saying?

Mary: He's still in love with her--probably, I think.

Vince: Well, then, look, if that's it, don't worry. Chad is not gonna stand in
the way of this wedding.

Mary: I could be wrong about him. I could be wrong about everything.

Vince: You probably are.

Mary: Yes, probably.

Vince: We'll get to the church. M.J. will be outside waiting, frantic that we're
not there.

Mary: Oh, well, then, let's go. Come on, let's go.

Vince: Ok.

Mary: Do I have everything?

Vince: You look beautiful.

Mary: Thank you, do I--

Vince: Dear, you look gorgeous. No, we've got everything.

Jamie: I'll see you both... At church.

Adam: What are you doing back here?

M.J.: I didn't know where to go. I've been driving around in circles. I don't
know what to do.

Adam: I know the feeling.

M.J.: Adam, there are 200 people waiting for us in St. Mary's Church right now.
Your parents are arriving. My mother's waiting to help me put on my wedding
dress. I thought about that question you asked me... About who's the real M.J.?
It's the one standing right here. It's the one who loves you with all her heart.
And I want to marry you. Please, Adam. Please.